Looks Like Option 2 Is Doing Really Well So I’m Working On Some Planning Rn!! I’ll Probably Post

@mychemicalromantics on ao3.

how did she even get this

this impacted me a lot as a writer and a reader!!!

Fun Story to Share.

I got my (now 18-year-old) daughter into Ao3 back in 2021. I taught her she should always comment - even if the fic looks old or abandoned or whatever. She did.

Well - she got this email this morning:

The fic was written in 2014 and essentially abandoned.

Bethy read and reviewed in 2021 (and was actually the only person who had commented at all).

Today in 2025 - the final chapter was posted by the author and this was her reply to Bethy’s comment.

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Never question whether a fic is too old to comment on.

ethel cain is for when you know your bad asf but like still wanna die

what if Wesker… was a cat?

my cat is an evil mastermind.

just imagine this au like a 90’s sitcom sorta.

there’s no bioterrorism in this au. just fun hijinks with Chris and Jill ‘coparenting’ their cat named Wesker. :]

he absolutely despises Chris, and he loves Rebecca.

mostly everyone else he tolerates or hates.

he is an oriental shorthair :))

the idea was created with the help of @sixeyedmonsters

Jason Todd and rockstar!reader

warnings: allusion to substance abuse and suicide ideologies.

From the moment he met you, Jason knew you were too good for him; you were too talented, too sweet, too perfect. Still, he couldn't stay away.

You used to work at a music store on the quieter side of Gotham and the two of you would occasionally cross paths but never shared more than a few words. Even then, before he really knew you, he'd thought you were wonderful, but assumed you were more likely go for someone like Dick: charming, stable, easy to love.

When you began your rise to fame, quitting your poorly-paying job and moving into a nicer apartment, he felt a pang of sadness. The city, especially those in it's poorer areas, were happy to see one of their own making it out. But Jason just missed seeing you around.

The first time he saw you since you'd upgraded your lifestyle was at one of Bruce's galas. He didn't know whether he should even go up to you, knowing you were to be swarmed throughout the night and unsure if he knew you enough to feel confident striking up a conversation.

It was you, however, that took a seat next to him at the open bar and mentioned that you remembered him from your old side of town. It was you that made sure the two of you exchanged numbers before the night had ended. It was you that invited him to the studio one night, and then for drinks, and then back to your apartment. It was you that felt like no good. But you were too drawn to him to stay away.

So Jason stuck around. It was often easy, seeing as he quickly fell in love with you. It got harder at times. Like when you couldn't bare the millions of eyes constantly on you and felt like one more pair, his, would just kill you. Or when neither of you could talk about your pains. When he would find you on your bathroom floor, clutching a bottle of prescription pain killers and next to a shattered mirror, you would tell him to leave. Not just for that night, but forever. He never would. You never understood why.

Jason couldn't quite grasp why you, someone that could have anyone in the world, probably, would choose him of all people. Especially when it seemed to physically hurt for him to give or receive an "I love you". He didn't understand why you were so eager to touch him when it would make him shiver and shrink away, at least at first. He couldn't feel the smoothness of his own skin like you did. All he could notice were the pink scars across his chest and back.

But he was a fighter, and maybe less obviously, so were you. So you would keep loving each other, if only you could help it.

i think i wanna make this into a fic so lmk if you're interested...

this blew up on twitter and i forgot to post it here,,

link…skywalker…

but i love it too…

please make being in a fandom fun again!!!!

in 2025 let’s bring back being enthusiastic on ao3. leave a comment on every chapter. leave kudos and, if necessary, leave “double kudos” in the comments. tags and notes on bookmarks. the whole nine yards. let’s show fanfic authors how much we love them.

Random headcanon:

Leon being late to everything after Raccoon City because he realizes it's the only reason why he survived initially.

Only for him to break that cycle when he meets you and starts to show up early because he finally has something to impress and live for.